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Clouds blue, blur, and burn horizons roll in fast emerge to peek, through a battered plastic mask convenience, contrivance glass, and steel recesses black leather, and silk sweet bleeding heart excesses Not to be, it is not to be This is your choice, not to be do what thou wilt called by a name, a dream and so you are the chosen one but nothing, nothing seems give away something something, something means no cracking skull, black light lies bursting at the seams Not to be, it is not be Buried alive, not to be dawn- a rout of doubt blood circle of alibi's the veil is vein, discreet the shame Letras de cancionesbut for a screamed sigh victim on consighnment unto an angry god crawl in the face of your own damn odd's Not to be, you are not to be Dont look at me, you are noy to be not to be, it is not to be turn from the wall, it is not to be From Letras Mania